"Do you know those people from the outside world?" Helo stood up, his eyes looking at the man, and he had a plan in his heart.

The man snorted coldly: "I can tell you, if you don't take it seriously, you will only die a miserable death!" ”

He didn't expect to meet those people, and the originally simple question became a little tricky at this moment.

"Their strength is ......" Helo rubbed his chin with one hand, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

Listening to his tone, the strength of those people seemed to be very good.

It's not that he doubts, but some don't.

Are those people full of food and nothing to do?

"You don't need to know any of this, your strength is not up to theirs at all. So, I'm here just to remind you that if you don't prepare a strategy, you're waiting to be killed. The man snorted coldly.

He's not here, and Helo is in charge of everything here.

When I came back for the first time today, I met the group of people who were rushing this way.

When he saw the man in the purple robe, the alarm bell in his heart suddenly rang.

If they don't lay down the mechanism first and think of a strategy, they will only die a worse death.

"Then ...... now" Helo wanted to speak and stopped, but the man had already understood the meaning of his words, and suddenly a dark aura hit him: "Waste, I want to tell you everything, what are you doing to eat?" The prince of the clan is more useless than an ordinary person, no wonder he has been oppressed by the Night Elf clan. ”

"Uh-huh......" Helo didn't expect the man to make a sudden move, so he was hit in the chest with a palm, his body trembled unconsciously, and he staggered a step.

A trace of blood spilled from his mouth, which looked a little abrupt on the white skin.

The hand in the sleeve clenched slightly, lowered his eyes, and did not speak, but his heart was churning with anger.

This person, when he said he would do it, did he dare not fight back, or did he see that he didn't have the strength to confront him?

The anger in my heart kept churning, as if it was about to gush out in the next second.

"If you don't have strength, don't pretend to be the boss there, don't talk about me with your current strength, even those from the outside world, you can't kill them, waste is waste, the bright elf clan is in your hands, and sooner or later they will die." The man looked at Helo coldly.

Even if he didn't say it, if he didn't express it, he could guess what he was thinking now, and what he was angry about.

"Now, how?" Helo lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

The life and death of the Bright Clan is the key.

The rest of the things can be suppressed for the time being.

"Their strength is not something you can deal with." The man snorted coldly, and a grim look flashed in his eyes.

"Isn't it okay for the Scepter of Light?" Don't they still have the Scepter of Light?

"If I could, would I talk more nonsense with you here?" Displeasure flashed in the man's eyes.

The Scepter of Light is just used to deal with the Night Elves, and there is not much chance of winning against those people.

"How?" This can't be done, that can't be done, so how can they do it?

The man turned around and looked at the blue sky, and a hint of cruelty burst out of his eyes: "Just catch the woman in white among them, she is the weakness of those people." ”

In this way, I don't believe that those people still dare to do it.